I’m so incredibly over your “I’m sorry“‘s. You’re the most frustrating thing I’ve ever had to deal with. You say you miss me but you put in no effort to try and talk or ANYTHING. I’ve been telling myself for the past two weeks that it’s not worth it to cry over you because I’ll just end up doing it for the rest of my life. I never used to cry at all. Look at me now. We haven’t said I love you to each other more than twice for a couple of weeks now. You try and fix everything but I don’t want you to act like everything is okay because it’s not. That’s the one thing I really hate about you. Everything’s all fine and dandy to you when in reality it’s not alright AT ALL. Like that one time I told you I tried to commit suicide. You acted like it was nothing. I want to tell you to fuck off and tell you something that I lied about that will probably break your heart but I can’t find the courage to. Fuck your insincere texts. They mean nothing to me at this point. And same with your damn apologies. fuck you fuck you fuck you.